The Last Primal

Right now, Aiden had two options if he wanted to chase Bair Yohren.

First, and probably the best in terms of efficiency would be to turn into his true form and use his full power to catch up with this little bugger.

The second option would be to spend his remaining [Soul Power] energy reserve to overdrive his body limits and zap after him.

After considering it carefully, he found neither option to be feasible.

The first option would bring him too much trouble since there were thousands of bystanders around.

At the same time, the second option was just not worth it.

After a slight delay, Aiden gave up on hunting Bair Yohren and put away his matte dark blade, Rygintarth.

Instead, he focused his gaze and marked the escaping blimp on his system's map to tag the pesky opponent. Even though letting such a nuisance go could spell trouble later on, Aiden was fairly certain that no matter what trouble he would cause later on it would be far too late as he as well as his chosen people would be long gone from this realm. He and his sect of vile killers would be left to fend for themselves by then.

Why spend the effort then? For some small chance to gain some more knowledge and experience?

Looking at Bair Yohren's sorry state escaping figure, Aiden laughed into the skies, guffawing loudly so that everyone could hear his words. He had switched to using Slaric so that everyone could understand as well.

"[Slaric] Alright… Since you managed to escape at such a grave cost I will be benevolent and spare your pathetic life today, worm! After all, it's all thanks to your help that I'm able to comprehend the Creation force. So take this as my way of saying thank you!"

What Aiden uttered as a mere taunt was actually true if we look into it more closely. If it wasn't for Bair Yohren's relentless attacks that forced Aiden to have nowhere to retreat, he might not have been able to gain the sudden enlightenment on the force that could counter that desperate situation.

Bair Yohren paused slightly and turned to look at the hooded figure of Aiden with a hateful gaze.

Sensing Bair Yohren's gaze, Aiden smiled faintly. "[Slaric] You had better hide you pathetic little spineless cretin in this dying realm from now on. Do not let me see you again under any circumstances or you won't even get the chance to release Blood Escape the next time we meet!"

Gritting his teeth hatefully, Bair Yohren roared madly and turned forward to continue sprinting. That speck of blood in the air disappeared from everyone's sight before long.

In reality, Bair Yohren was most likely doomed even without Aiden chasing him. The system wasn't being 'too protective' when it had given such a stern and serious warning. The consequences of using such a skill were much more terrifying than one could imagine.

No matter the user, if it was mortal or demigod, or even stepped into the full godhood already, burning up a third of their own bloodlines would cause anyone to turn extremely weak for an extended period of time. Being so pathetic and miserable in such a world as this realm… Dangers lurked everywhere and not just in the shadows.

Unless Bair Yohren manages to find an absolutely safe place before Blood Escape ends, he would be dead without a doubt!

Taking one last look towards the horizon where Bair Yohren has disappeared to,  Aiden left leisurely in front of everyone's shocked gazes.

He had received immense gains from this short trip. Right now, the only things left to do was to familiarize himself with the five strikes of the technique and comprehend the force of the other four stances.

Every stance corresponded to a different force. Naturally, the intents were different as well. Each needed its own comprehension, its own dedicated time to cultivate it to a reasonable state before it could be used with such prowess as Creation.

Taking a deep breath of air, Aiden turned around and sped back towards Ugburg City.

Though not much time have passed, as the situation was still rather tense and hated, anything could happen. He could vaguely sense the anxiousness of his servants from the connection already.

Aiden could only hope that nothing overly serious have happened in the short few days he was away.

In his wake he didn't even notice the faint sound of bell-like sound that have emerged… A new notification of the system, marking something important… the completion of a quest.

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Inside the Inner City of Ugburg, at the Azure Myst Sect's base, somewhere in a back hall.

It was a hubbub of noise, with disciples berating occasionally in a seemingly furious tone. There were even the roars of wild, magical beasts mixed in and it was shocking.

In a corner of the back hall, a woman was leaning to the side. She had a buxom frame, her face was pale, her lips were purple and her eyes were tightly shut. It was unknown if she was alive.

If Aiden would be here he would be shocked to see this person… It was Madam Dara, one of his most powerful captains, his trusted assassin.

In front of Madam Dara, a more petite-looking female stood guard. She had a straight posture and her face was contorted into a stern, cold disposition. Deep, crimson-colored flames dances around at each of her fingertips, and she radiated a cold, murderous, ruthless aura. She was Lady Pyre obviously.

Lady Pyre stood in front of Madam Dara and its stance swayed gently with traces of blood shimmering at its usually spotless robe.

Not far in front of the duo, several corpses laid on the floor with Azure Myst Sect's insignia hanging on their waist. Their faces were frozen in an exposition of eternal, and endless pain, each of them had undergone a cruel and vicious torture before their untimely demise.

Even without the burnmarks all over their bodies, it was clear that they were just killed by Lady Pyre not long ago.

Juno Hian stood opposite Lady Pyre along with a group of Azure Myst Sect disciples, all of them looking furious and agitated.

"[Reptilian] Ugly wench! Meat slave! You truly don't know what's good for you, just like your arrogant master!" Juno Hian scolded coldly.

A disciple behind him shouted, "[Reptilian] B*tch, how dare you kill the disciples of the Azure Myst Sect! You'll pay for his life with yours!"

The other disciples pointed at Lady Pyre and scolded her as well. Although each of them wielded their own spears, none of them dared attack recklessly.

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